The Way I Love You
Edward and Bella do something they shouldn't have. Now they suffer the consecuences. How will they handle the pressure of being parents and other challenges along the way? All human characters. Slightly OOC, not too much though. Edward and Bella are 18. **Disclaimer: I sadly do not own Twilight.****The sequel is now posted. It's called "Total Bliss...Or Not" so check it out!**
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6 months. Let me tell you, I thought the morning sickness sucked, the back pain was a whole different story. I no longer can see my feet because my stomach is huge. And do you know why that is?
We had an ultrasound a few days after my shopping trip with Alice, and sure enough, there were two distinct heartbeats.
Needless to say, I broke down crying. Whether or not it was just hormones, I don't know. All I know is that here I was, an 18 year old who was pregnant with twins.
Edward and I were sitting on the floor, leaning against the couch in my living room. Charlie was still at work, and wouldn't be home until around 8:00. I couldn't wait that long to eat with these two monsters, so I asked Edward if he would make me macaroni and cheese. It was something I was craving lately.
"Sure, sweetheart," he chuckled. He kissed my belly then headed to the kitchen. I could hear him opening and closing cabinets, and I decided that I should probably go help him. It took me a while to get up, and when I finally did, I was exhausted already.
"Edward, did you find it?" I asked him as I waddled into the kitchen.
"No, it seems that you must be out. Do you want me to run and get a box?"
"Of course. I'll be right back," he said, smiling and bending to kiss me on the cheek.
He was getting his coat on when I called to him. "Edward? Do you think I could come with you?"
"Sure, come get your coat on love," he smiled, digging my coat out of the closet. When it was on and we were ready to go, he took my hand and we were off to Forks one and only grocery store.
We drove for a couple of minutes in comfortable silence. Something had been tugging on my brain, and I decided to ask Edward about it now while we were alone.
"Edward?" I seemed to be saying his name a lot lately. Not that I minded, I liked the way it sounded on my lips. My Edward.
"Yes, love?" he glanced at me.
"Well, I've been thinking...how do you feel about me moving in with you? I mean, it makes more sense to have the nursery at your house, because I'm assuming I'll be there most of the time anyways, with Charlie working and fishing all the time. But if I'm at home during the night, I would need another one there too and it seems ridiculous to have a nursery there just for the night..." I was ranting, afraid of what he would say.
He glanced at me and sighed. "You don't feel like we're rushing things if you move in?" I just shook my head. I mean, we were having twins. How could moving in together hurt? "Okay, I'm sure my parents would love to have you living with us, but what about Charlie? He probably won't like us sleeping in the same bed every night." He laughed. "Even though it's a little late," he grinned, placing a hand on my belly.
"Don't worry, I can handle Charlie. So you really want me to?" I asked, hopeful.
"Of course, I would love to have you and the children living with me," he grinned. My face broke out into a grin also and I leaned over to kiss his cheek, which I must say was a little difficult with the seatbelt and my stomach in the way.
We arrived at the store (it was only 10 minutes away). Edward helped me out of the car and we walked hand-in-hand to the noodle aisle. I scanned my eyes along the different brands of macaroni and cheese. "No. No. No," I mumbled to myself. "Ah, here we go." I picked up a nice blue box of Kraft Macaroni and Cheese, the one with the fake powdered cheese. Nothing has ever sounded so good to me in my life.
Until we were on our way to the check-out line and passed a stand full of chocolate pudding. I stopped suddenly and made Edward halt to a stop.
"Bella, you can't have chocolate, it's not good for the babies," he told me softly.
"But Edward," I sniffled, tears welling up in my eyes. I looked up into his beautiful green eyes and I saw him soften almost immediately. "The babies want chocolate pudding."
"I know honey but they can't have it," he told me, sounding heartbroken at seeing me so sad over something as stupid as chocolate pudding.
"But Edward!" I sobbed, tears streaming down my face now.
He pulled me into his arms and kissed the top of my head. "Shh, it's okay. 3 more months and you can eat all the chocolate pudding you want," he murmered into my hair.
I looked up at him. "Promise?"
"I promise. How about some pickles instead?" he asked me.
I shrugged. "Yeah, okay, I guess pickles will do." Truth be told, now that he said pickles, I seriously wanted some, bad.
Pickles and macaroni and cheese in hand, we finally paid and drove back home. Edward got to work while I sat on the couch and watched the news with my jar of pickles in my lap, the jar being half empty already. 15 minutes later, I was served a bowl of the best mac and cheese in the world.
Edward sat next to me and started devouring his helping. When he noticed I hadn't touched mine, and that I had a complexed look on my face, he said, "What?" with his mouth half full.
"I need...well, I think I want ketchup on it," I told him. He scrunched up his nose but got up and went to find some. He came back 5 minutes later with empty hands.
"Bella, you don't have any ketchup," he announced.
"What? How could we not have ketchup, it's like, the world's biggest condiment," I growled at him.
"I'm sorry, love, but you honestly don't have any."
"Well listen up buddy, I need ketchup. Now," I snarled at him. He sighed and walked out the door, heading back to the store.
He came back 20 minutes later. "What took you so long?"
"Sorry, but I did have to actually drive there and back," he snapped back at me. His tone hit a nerve and I started bawling. His arms were immediately around me and I cried into his chest. "Bella, Bella, Bella, it's okay, it's okay. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to snap at you."
"I'm s-sorry I yelled-d at you-u. I didn't mean it-t!" I sobbed.
"I know, I know. I love you," he told me.
"I love you, too," I told him, my cries clearing up.
"All better?" I nodded. "Okay, let's eat before it gets cold. Again." Edward already heated it up once before.
Edward was doing the dishes when Charlie came home. "Hey Bells, how you feel today?" he asked me as he hung up his belt.
"Okay I guess," I answered, knowing not to go into detail with Charlie. He sort of freaked when I told him that I had twins in my stomach. I didn't really know how to bring up the topic of me moving in with Edward. "Listen, Dad, Edward and I talked, and I was thinking of-" I was cut off by Edward.
"Bella! Don't you think I should be in the room when you ask him?" he asked, looking nervous.
"Well get in here then. Dad, have a seat," I ordered. I could already see the panick on his face. I laughed; he probably thought we were getting married.
"Dad, I want to move in with Edward. We talked, and we think it would be easier to raise the babies if we were together in the same house."
Charlie didn't say anything for a while. "Well, Bells, I think I'm okay with that. You've grown up a lot in the past 6 months, and I trust you to behave yourselves. Have you talked to Carlisle and Esme?"
"No, sir, but I'm sure they would love to have Bella," Edward answered.
"Well, I'll need to talk to them, but otherwise you have my blessing. I love you, Bells."
Aw, man, he was going to make me cry. Damn hormones.
"I love you, too, Dad," I smiled. Edward wiped away a tear from my eye and squeezed my hand.
Our life together seemed to get more real every day.
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